I have said this before, and I don't believe my opinion will ever change: Croup is the worst. This is the third time Audrey has had it, but I think this one was the scariest. It typically lasts for about 5 days, and though I'm too tired to be able to count that high right now, I think this is Day 5. Seal-like cough, fever, lots and lots of crying, respiratory issues, no appetite. I thought we were going to have to go the ER on Tuesday since her breathing was so bad, but we made it thru the night by sitting on the bathroom floor with the shower steam wrinkling our skin and a purple popcicle melting in Audrey's hand. She was so unhappy, lethargic but wouldn't sleep, and just not herself. I told her that night that I was missing my Audrey, and asked her, "Is my Audrey in there?" She didn't smile, but offered a quiet, hoarse, "Yes."
Though the nights continue to be rough, she's definitely getting better. She ended up going to daycare yesterday after a rough morning. Her teacher said she had a good day and even used the potty with success. When we got home, we sat on the floor, and I asked her what she had done that day. I knew my Audrey was back (or at least coming back) when she offered the following (albeit with a hoarse voice):
"Played with kids, and kissed Max!"
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